Look at this portly queef:
The mirror-selfie still got my dick double-check:
The Devil’s Lettuce Smoke Selfie:
And the crown of douches everywhere:
Mike Boden, who may or may not be part frog, is just one of many riding the newest ghetto trend or stamp selling.
You would think by now these ratchets would say “I should probably not be taking advantage of the good taxpayers by exploiting benefits I don’t need” but we are just getting our roots planted in Connecticut. Maybe this dingleberry hasn’t heard of us yet. Who knows.
What I do know is that everyone of them has some kind of pity story.
You don’t know me.
I gots my reasons.
I got kids I need to take care of.
It ain’t none of yo bizniss why I sellin them.
It seems he knocked up this fine specimen and the stamps probably aren’t even in his name. They are probably saving up for a crib. Yeah, a crib. Seeing that the two of them already have tons of kids that we are feeding, he should maybe put a hault to Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride, and try boning with a prophylactic like the rest of us responsible amphibians.